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~Milo POV~
I ran as my legs almost gave up on me, I was out of stamina. I cannot afford to maybe stop and possibly take damage before running again since I'm one shot away from dying, this is a shitty situation to end up in- did I also mention Cole is on my tail? This son of a bitch has been after me since the beginning of the generators breaking again.
Oh, you're probably asking yourself "Milo, HOW STUPID DO YOU HAVE TO BE TO END UP IN THIS SITUATION YOU DUMB BI-" Now hold it. It's not my fault dude, I was serving the pupis when that potato head came at me and gave me the bomb. I had to sprint after it with most of my stam when suddenly I heard the sound that indicate that the gens are going to break and that I'll have to prepare for that. I didn't pay too much attention to that since the bomb was still in my hands, either ways I caught up to it just as the lights went out, great. I was already at a disadvantage since I used most of my stamina just to catch up to it, so like a normal person I am, I vented. Actually that sound like a sussy baka (if you know you know). I vented near the first gen and guess what? Fuckass Cole spawned just as I came. Obviously by that time I regenerated a bit of stamina so I could lose him... IF IT WASN'T FOR THAT ALIEN HEADPHONE SON OF A BITCH THAT SLOWED ME DOWN, GOT ME HIT SINCE COLE WAS CHARGING AT ME. I know it's for a bit the slowness effect BUT COLE WAS JUST NEXT TO ME, I'M NOT TWEAKING. Oh and before y'all come at me saying "Oh but Milo, you can vent away!" NO I COULD NOT, COLE IS STEPPING ON THE VENT AND I HAVE NO STAM TO RUN AWAY WITH. What a shitty basement. So I got slowed, pushed the alien mf and punched Cole in the face, still got hit tho and now I'm walking away trying to regenerate my stamina. Which leave me to the present where this is all happening, wait fuck Cole is still on my ass.
To my despair, Cole started to growl, or scream, idk how to characterize that but either ways it was charging at me like a bitch. Either ways I was kinda doomed since what tf can I do in this situation? I look straight at him and told myself "You know what? Fuck this shit." Cole was about to strike me with his stupid axe but I caught his wrist, somehow. I went on my tippy toes and started touching his hair, head and his horn. The... Uhh... Mutated ram robloxian? Whatever, he was flabbergasted, like, mf did not move type of shit. The alien on the side fucking looked at me like "Nah, what the frick.." I did not give a living fuck anymore, I'm done with all this shit. I continued petting his brown hair, honestly his hair is quite pretty, I would honestly smash him if it wasn't for the fact that he was such a bitch. Still a huge hear me out tho, if it wasn't for this robloxian body. There is something even better on him, his tail. His tail look so fluffy I cannot, it's so curly and fluffed up.
I grabbed his tail, yes, grabbed it, I do not give a fuck of what he think, he has been pissing me off for the hundredth of time. His tail is quite curly too like, it's curling around my arm now, how cute for a little shit like him. So fluffy, so soft, feel like a fever dream. He wouldn't mind if I play for a bit would he? Why does this little shit has to be so cute.
He tried to get away from me but obviously I yanked him back since I'm still touching his tail, what a pathetic display to try and keep what's left of his ego. He did yelp again from pain but I really don't care.
- Can you like... Get off of me?
- Oh the big dog is finally speaking? Do you not like being petted you little shit? Do not act coy with me, your tail is fuckass wagging like shit and won't stop hitting me.
- ...
- That's what I thought, good boy.
With those little words he immediately stiffened again, I'm guessing out of embarrassment since his face started to turn red. I'm definitely snapping a picture or two to show his brother evil Larry when I see him, that little shit with his chainsaw. I already want to see his face when he see his older brother petted into submission, kinda tamed for now. If only he could stay like this a lot more, I thought while kissing the back of his head, worsening his already burning face. In my defense, he is too fluffy.
~Cole POV~
HELP IM BEING BRUTALLY TOUCHED-